I bought skinny jeans the other day. Two pairs. How daring of me. Especially considering that the fashion media has been predicting the death of skinny jeans for at least two years now.
An article in BuzzFeed declared the skinny jeans trend "officially over" in July 2015. And in January the following year, Julia Hobbs in Vogue.com said she was "calling time on skinny jeans," announcing a return to vintage inspired, "firm, dude-ranch denim." Like Betty Grable wore in the forties. Hobbs says that we're going back to "that lived-in and locked-in feeling you get from proper jeans." The kind with no stretch in them. "Rigid" jeans, they're called, which apparently "hold their shape" and "guarantee an irresistible old-fashioned anti-fit."
Really? Rigid, locked-in, anti-fit? Does that sound appealing to you? The "anti-fit" is what I wore all through high school, when I couldn't find a pair of jeans that fit no matter how hard I tried. And as for non-stretch jeans, that apparently hold their shape. That's not what I remember. In university, I loved my old Levis, which were "proper jeans," but after one or two wears the knees and the butt bagged from sitting in them, and they had to be washed and put in the dryer to regain their shape. And of course they shrank, requiring one to lay down on the bed to zip them up, a difficult and sometimes painful technique I learned from my roommate Debbie. I do agree that the stiff fabric, at least when freshly washed, will hold one's middle in better than the lighter weight stretch jeans. But jeans as shape wear? I'm not going there, folks.